#lmk if you want these in other colors or with different background

[digichu]

Anon here!! How did you make the heart graphic for the power rentry?

hi!! i’ll put it under the cut since there’s quite a few steps. lmk if you need a more specific tutorial or images for any of the steps!!

1) finding the base

find the shaping mask you wanna use. you can look up “shaping mask png” or “mask png” on pinterest to find some. this is the one i used:

2) removing the background

to remove the background, use the selection layer in ibis paint x. to find this layer, go to the layers panel and it should be the one all the way at the top. it is titled “selection layer.” to remove the white background, select the bucket tool and select the white background. it should turn blue. then switch from the selection layer to the layer you’re removing the background from. look at the top middle of the screen. there should be a square composed of dotted lines that looks like this:

click on it and select “cut.” this will remove the white background. click on it again and select “remove selection area.” now you’re ready to continue!

3) creating a cleaner base layer

you might want to do this if you plan to add a stroke, as once the background is removed from the mask, it tends to leave some remnants behind. this makes the stroke look choppy and pixelated. to do this, take the paint bucket tool on a new, blank layer, and fill in the black part of the base with black. then, delete the base layer underneath the new layer. the hearts will become transparent (to see this better, change the canvas from white to transparent in the layer menu) and the base will hold its shape. you can also remove the hearts in the previous step, but this tackles two birds with one stone and (in my opinion) looks cleaner.

4) filtering manga panels

to make the manga panels pink, i looked up “pink manga polarr code.” pretty much any one will do, but this is the one i used:

for the rest of this step, you’ll need the app polarr. once you get the app, go to the edit section of the menu on the bottom. click “open photos” and insert the manga panels you wish to change the colors of. then, click “filters” and “import filter.” from there, click “import qr code” and click on the filter in your gallery. the filter will go into polarr, and you can just click instant export or you can save it and then export it. it’s up to you.

5) masking the panels

import the images you just filtered into your canvas. now we’ll use a clipping layer to have them take the shape of the base. click on the image layer you want to do this with, and then hit the clipping option in the layer menu. this will have it take the shape of the base.

6) coloring the hearts

now we’ll add a new blank layer atop the clipping layers. i color picked the pink color from the image, and then used the bucket tool to fill in each of the hearts.

7) adding the extra pngs

for this step i used the sticker option in picsart and a transparent canvas to collect the pngs. i believe i looked up “pink png” in the search bar, but i’m not sure. then i imported them into the ibis paint x project and positioned them where i wanted them to go. download transparent pngs of the project (one of each image you added). toggle the eyes on and off so that you can save the different versions (not individual layers. i just mean if you added two manga panels, make sure you get one with one manga panel and one with the other).

8) creating the gif

search up ezgif animated gif maker. it should be the first option that comes up. for this, i typically switch to “manually ordered upload” opposed to “alphabetically ordered opload” (the default) so i have more control over the order of the images in the gif. once you upload them into the site and you get to the editing menu, set the delay time to 100 and click the box that says crossfade frames.

andddd you’re done!!! i hope this was somewhat comprehensible and i didn’t miss any steps xD

[carlisle-cullen]

Hey! Do you think you could please make a tutorial on how to add transparent shapes over a gif? The way you do it gives a gif such an unique touch.

sure thing and thanks for the compliment! i'm gonna show how i did the shapes in this and this set. i'll be using this gif of liv:

now i'm gonna use google to search for a transparent shape. i usually find mine by looking up something like "flower svg" or "flower png." just make sure the background is transparent (if not, use remove.bg to do so if you don't know how to in photoshop plus it's a lot easier)

drag the shape onto your gif's canvas. use the free transform tool to adjust its size to the way you like it. i now have something like this:

if your shape is already white, you can skip this part! but mine is black, and it won't have the "difference" effect on it. so open the blending options on the layer (right click the layer > click blending options) and click color overlay. make sure the blend mode is normal, and change the color to white. turn that layer into a smart object, (right click > convert to smart object) and now you should have something like this:

you can now put the shape's layer blending mode to "difference."

you can try putting it on "overlay", "exclusion" or any other option to see what you like better! but i mostly use "difference." this is my gif now:

open the blending options on the layer again and go back to color overlay. change the color to whatever you want. for this example, i'm gonna use pink! then switch the blend mode to "multiply" or "color", depending on your preference on how it looks. i'm gonna keep mine at "multiply" and now my gif looks like this:

and that's pretty much it! now you can leave it like that, or do whatever you want to it. sometimes i add a drop shadow or a stroke, kinda mess with it to see what looks best. i hope this helped you and lmk if you need any more help :)

[camzeecorner]

PARTY SEX DRUGS.18+

chris x fem!reader -Lila- ⋆⁺₊⋆₊˚ ⋆⁺₊⋆₊˚ ⋆⁺₊⋆₊˚ ⋆⁺₊⋆₊˚ ⋆⁺₊⋆₊˚ ⋆

summary : Lila had always been the introverted type, preferring quiet nights in over wild parties. But on her 23rd birthday, she finally gave in to her best friend Mia's relentless pleading to celebrate at their favorite club. Knowing Lila didn't have many friends, Mia took it upon herself to invite her own circle to make the night special. Arriving fashionably late by an hour, they met the group at the bar, where the night quickly picked up pace.As the music pulsed and the drinks flowed, Lila couldn't help but notice Mia's friend Chris. He was charming, confident, and had a magnetic presence that drew her in. Throughout the night, their eyes met more than once, and each glance sent a shiver down Lila's spine. The chemistry between them was undeniable, and as the evening progressed, the tension only grew. Diving deep into the electrifying connection between Lila and Chris, exploring the passionate and unexpected turn her birthday night takes.

warnings ⚠️: mention of alcohol, drug use, clubbing (?) lmk if I missed anything:))

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Lila sat at her ornate vanity, the soft glow of the bulbs casting a warm light on her face as she meticulously applied her makeup. Each stroke of her brush was deliberate, enhancing her features with a practiced hand. The soft strains of her favorite song floated through the room from the speaker on her dresser, and she couldn't help but hum along, her voice blending with the melody. The clock on the wall ticked steadily, and a quick glance at her phone told her that her best friend Mia had just arrived. A smile tugged at the corners of Lila's lips as she recalled their first meeting in middle school. Lila, the new girl in Boston, had felt lost and alone until Mia, with her infectious energy and kind heart, had invited her to color. That simple act of kindness had sparked a friendship that had grown stronger with each passing year, turning them into sisters in all but blood.

The sound of her bedroom door creaking open pulled Lila from her reverie. She turned to see Mia standing there, a grin on her face and a bag slung over her shoulder. Lila knew without asking that the bag contained Mia's outfit for the night, along with her makeup and other essentials. Mia's eyes sparkled with excitement, and Lila felt a surge of affection for her friend. They had shared countless nights like this, getting ready together, laughing and talking about everything under the sun. Tonight would be no different, and Lila couldn't help but become nervous at the actions her imagination gave her of the night.

"Hi beautiful birthday girl! Are you ready for the best effing night of your life?" Mia exclaimed, her voice bubbling with pure joy and excitement. Mia had always been the complete opposite of Lila, her energy and enthusiasm a stark contrast to Lila's more reserved nature. Lila gave her a 'really?' look, sighing softly as she considered the night ahead. "Eh... I guess—as long as you promise to stay by my side," Lila replied sternly, pointing a finger at the blonde girl. Mia laughed at Lila's playful seriousness and plopped down next to her, mimicking her friend's actions.

The two girls sat in comfortable silence, the only sounds in the room coming from their mixed playlist that played softly in the background. Each song brought back memories of their shared moments, from late-night study sessions to impromptu dance parties. Lila focused on her reflection, deciding to go all out with her makeup. She wanted to look expensive and glamorous; if she was going to celebrate her birthday, she was going to make sure she looked damn good. Each brushstroke was precise, highlighting her features and adding a touch of sparkle to her eyes.

Mia, on the other hand, was a whirlwind of motion, her makeup routine quick and effortless. She chatted animatedly about the plans for the night, her excitement infectious. Lila couldn't help but smile as she listened, feeling a sense of warmth and gratitude for her best friend. Tonight was going to be special, and with Mia by her side, she knew it would be a night to remember.

Noticing the time flying by quicker than they had expected, they hurriedly finished their makeup and moved on to their hair. Lila decided on a sleek, straight style that framed her face perfectly, while Mia opted for loose, bouncy curls that added a playful touch to her look. Moving from her vanity, Lila grabbed the outfit that had been laid out neatly on her bed. With Mia's help, she zipped up the back of her dress, the fabric hugging her figure just right. She gently slid on her red-bottom heels, which matched her perfectly manicured nails.

Lila took a step back to examine her look in the full-length mirror. She was pleasantly surprised at how well everything had come together. The dress accentuated her curves, and the heels added a touch of elegance. She felt hot and looked incredibly good, her confidence soaring. Mia, on the other hand, wore a black leather dress that clung to her body, emphasizing her curves in all the right places. The dress had a rebellious edge, perfectly complementing Mia's bold personality.

As they stood side by side, the contrast between Lila's refined elegance and Mia's daring style was striking. They were a perfect pair, each bringing out the best in the other.

They had been an hour late, with Mia receiving a handful of messages from her friends who were already waiting at the club. The screen of her phone lit up repeatedly with notifications, each one adding to her sense of urgency. Quickly messaging them back to let them know they were on the way, she shut her phone off and turned to Lila, her face a mix of excitement and slight apprehension.

“So... I know you wanted to keep this a small thing, but... I kinda invited some people to join us,” Mia confessed, glancing nervously at Lila.

Lila’s eyes widened, her mouth forming an 'o' shape. “Mia! You said this would be a small thing. How many people is 'a couple'?”

Feeling a pang of guilt, Mia knew she had misled her friend. Lila was turning 23 and deserved to celebrate with people who cared about her, even if she didn’t have many friends. Mia had stepped in to help, knowing Lila hadn’t met any of her friends and probably wouldn’t hang out with them otherwise.

“Just a few people, I promise. You’ll love all of them,” Mia reassured her, her voice filled with sincerity.

Giving it a thought, Lila sighed and glanced over at Mia before turning back to the road. By now, they had pulled into the parking lot of the club. The neon lights of the club sign flickered in the night, casting colorful reflections on the wet pavement. Turning off the engine, Lila faced her friend, her expression a mix of resignation and hope.

“I’m willing to give this a chance. But so help me, Mia, if you leave me with strangers, I will hurt you,” Lila said in a serious yet teasing tone, giving her friend a pointed look.

Mia eagerly nodded at her words, promising to stay close. Getting out of the car, the girls made their entrance to the loud club. The bass from the music inside thumped in their chests as they walked up to the entrance. Taking their IDs from their handbags, they got approved and made their way in. Mia quickly spotted her friends at a circle booth, their faces lighting up as they saw her, and she dragged Lila with her, ready to introduce her to the group.

Mia introduced her shy friend to her 'little' circle of friends. With a small smile and a nervous wave, Lila shifted on her feet, feeling the weight of the moment. "Lila, this is Madi, Carmen, Nick, Matt, and Chris. You guys treat her like royalty; she's my whole life," Mia announced playfully, pointing to each person as she named them.

Lila took a moment to observe her new acquaintances. Madi had vibrant red hair and a confident stance, while Carmen's dark curls framed her kind face. The three boys, Nick, Matt, and Chris, bore strikingly similar features, leading Lila to assume they were triplets. Their identical grins and matching outfits added to the uncanny resemblance.

Mia pulled Lila down into the plush booth seat, where shots awaited them, courtesy of Madi. The neon lights of the club flickered overhead, casting colorful patterns on the table. "It's really nice to meet you, Lila. I've seen your pictures, and I can only say you are even more perfect in person," Nick said, his voice carrying over the thumping bass of the music. He gestured animatedly as he spoke, his eyes twinkling with sincerity.

Lila gave him a toothy grin, her cheeks flushing at his compliment. "Thank you, that's really sweet," she replied, trying to keep her composure. As the minutes passed and the conversation flowed, Lila began to feel more at ease, the initial nerves slowly melting away in the warmth of her new friends' company.

Moving to the rhythm of the music that filled the air, she sang loudly with the group to “Love in This Club” by Usher, laughing and thoroughly enjoying her time. She couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching her. Glancing over her shoulder past Mia and Madi, she locked eyes with Chris. His piercing blue eyes stared intensely into her brown orbs, a hungry look on his face as he watched her grind against her friends and dance.

Turning back, she continued her movements, weaving through the crowd towards the bar as she felt her throat becoming dry. “Hi, one water, please,” she said kindly to the bartender, flashing a caring smile. “Here you are, ma’am.” She took the glass and sipped it slowly, careful not to ruin her lip makeup. Feeling someone sit next to her, she looked over to see none other than Chris. He gave her a smirk as he ordered a cherry vodka. “So, how’s the birthday girl doing?” he asked, speaking directly to her for the first time that night.

Giggling nervously, she bit down on her lip out of habit. “I’m doing good... and you?” she asked politely. He shrugged nonchalantly, grinning. “It’s cool...” he paused for a moment before turning his body fully towards her, giving her his undivided attention. “Heard you weren’t really the party type... but you sure seem to know what you’re doing.”

Flustered, she smiled softly. “No, not really. I only come out sometimes,” she replied, yelling over the loud music. They stared at each other, waiting for the other to speak. “You look really good out there, too,” he said, making her heart race. “Couldn’t keep my eyes off you.” His eyes darkened with desire, causing her breath to catch in her throat. Blushing, she responded, “Oh... Thank you,” smiling like a middle school girl.

“Guys, there you are...” Their conversation was abruptly interrupted by a drunk Matt and Mia. “Hey, you guys wanna head to the car for some fun?” Matt asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively, hoping the two in front of them would catch the hint. Seeing their faces remain unchanged, Mia let out an annoyed sigh, bringing her hand up to reveal a bag containing a white substance. Flashing her teeth at the pair, she quickly grabbed the girl's arm as Matt pulled Chris with him, leading them to the car.

Inside the car, they found the rest of the group already there. Lila made sure to sit close to her friend in the middle row. “Ladies first,” Matt said in a charming voice as he handed the bag to her. She couldn't lie and say this was her first time doing drugs. She often had this routine with Mia when they found themselves out partying like tonight. Grabbing the bag from his hand, she opened her wallet, pulling out her card and a single dollar bill, rolling it up into a cone shape. Forming a line, she bent her body over as Mia held her hair back, and quickly sniffed the drug up, tilting her head back and plugging one side of her nose to sniff.

As the high quickly took over, she smiled lightly, wiping the extra powder from her nose before handing the baggie to Mia, who repeated her actions. Looking up, she could see Chris staring at her through the rearview mirror. Smirking at him, she looked away. Finishing their activities, they all exited the car, high and buzzing. “Hey guys!” Mia grabbed the group’s attention. “Sleepover at my house tonight!” Hearing cheers from the group, they all made their separate ways to their vehicles. It could’ve been the drugs in her system, but she couldn’t help but feel excited knowing she would be at the same house as Chris tonight.

A/n: holy fuck this took so long.. anyway first part how do we feel :) please lmk if you have any ideas to add!!! I luv u all stay pretty and smart have a beautiful night or day<3 xoxo

[cve-th3mvsic]

i should probably have an “intro” post

hi, i’m tobias ^^ toby is cool too

(i based this off of @stanleyvampire14 ‘s intro because i didn’t really know how to do one)

i have a side blog: [ @askblog-cvesocs ] if you wanna check that out ^^ i plan on posting at least once daily, but sometimes i may not get to it.

My pronouns page if you wanna check it out

i’m on an inactive spree at the moment. — i’ll post something from time to time. js to say somethin. but probably not very often.

— i don’t currently have the mental capacity to interact much, but if you would like to interact with me, feel free to<3 i’m very welcoming, i promise

(↑ mostly inactive as of july 30th, 2024)

More about me

• my pronouns: he/him, it/its

• INFJ-A (dunno if this means anything to you, but that’s okay)

• i’m 5’9

• i’m a sagittarius

• i am on the spectrum. i struggle with social cues sometimes. when i talk to people, it’s difficult to tell if they’re annoyed or uninterested when they are. — i use tone tags like (/j), (/nm) (/pos) (/lh) (/neu) and so on. i also separate things often — in text, ya know. like with brackets “[]” and parentheses, because it makes more sense for my brain. i will often ask questions for clarification, so if it may be a “common sense” kind of thing i ask about, i genuinely don’t know.

my brain works a lot differently than others’ do. i may not be able to comprehend things as quickly as others, so please bare with me.

• i always speak my mind. if i have an opinion on somethin, there’s a big chance that ima say it. — i’ll most likely say the first thought that comes to mind pretty often. just to say it tbh. (i do very often say the first thought that comes to mind, i’ll be like “i almost said ___. that’s crazy”)

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• likes:

[writing] — i have a story that i haven’t written yet. it’s called “shit talker”. if you wanna hear all about it, i can totally yap to you about it. — i’ve actually gotten some writing done lately, which i’m proud of! i’ve been working on it (the new rewrite) since september 5th, and so far i’ve got two (and a half?) scenes written.

—[my most favorite song artists]: [the shins] , [vacations] , [phoenix] , [ellie goulding] , [pastel ghost]

—[top 5 favorite songs (at the moment)]:

•| “When You Sleep” by my bloody valentine (this is my number one most favorite song of all time.)

•| “Girl On the Wing” by The Shins

•| “Sticks & Stones” by Jónsi

•| “Where No One Goes” by Jónsi & John Powell

•| “Don’t Save Us from the Flames” by M83

—[my favorite colors]:

•| green

•| purple

•| yellow

•| brown

(i can’t color the words the way i wanna ☹️)

• dislikes:

—throwing up/mentions of throwing up. i have emetophobia. i do not like the words vomit or throw up. they make me extremely uncomfortable and it even makes me feel sick. (even writing this is making me feel sick)

[i will let you know if i don’t like something or i’m uncomfortable.]

other things:

• i watched fruits basket. (the newer one, not the old one) I LOVE FRUITS BASKET IT MAKES ME SOOO EMOTIONALLL I LOVE ITTTT

• i like to write, or at least think about my story in my head. — i have a shit ton of ocs. i have like 30+ ocs, most of which only have a name and little to no background, but there’s still plenty of ocs that have yet to be cooked up. my brain wants as many as possible.. — i have 14 main ocs. they all have the most background and have lore.

• i love the sturniolo triplets (they’re fun and i love their humor so much)

• i roleplay. i honestly see it as writing with another person. — i haven’t written with other people very much, but i’d like to ^^ if you wanna rp or write with me, lmk!! if you haven’t noticed already, i type a lot. when i rp, i write as if i’m writing a book. i use more than one oc when i roleplay.

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last updated: (10/16/2024) — october 16th, 2024 — 7:26pm

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[hipwell]

hi friends! i’ve been super busy and barely active on here lately, but i watched the first two episodes of the acolyte and wanted to talk about it!! spoilers below the cut!

i just want to start by saying i am really pleased with the premiere and excited to see the rest of this series!

i have very little background knowledge about the high republic era. most of the little things i have learned have been since the marketing for the acolyte started. i think that is part of what made me so curious about this series, and i think i’m going to be more invested in this era after this wraps up! i really like that we are getting a series with minimal tie-ins to things like all the prequel era or mandoverse content; it’s really refreshing and allows the acolyte to stand on its own.

i am loving how this show looks visually. the first thought i had watching the premiere was how much i liked the color palette, and i think that is part of why it feels like the creators were effective in establishing this as a different era of star wars. i also have been a huge fan of the choreography and combat in general; great martial arts and the wire work for stunts looks fantastic, in my opinion. there also seem to be a lot of long and wide shots and the cast has been really impressive, and it seems like there has been an effort to develop a individual fighting style for each character. i’m the furthest thing from an expert on these things, but it really stands out to me.

i don’t know a lot about the making of this project, but it doesn’t feel like i’m watching scenes filmed on the volume. that’s important to me! i’m sure many were, but the sets have been really impressive.

i also have seen some discourse on twitter lately (shocking) about the appearance of sabers in recent projects and i guess some people feel like they almost seem too tangible. i personally disagree! i really have liked the way sabers have looked recently with the combined practical and digital effects.

now onto the plot and characters!

i really like how they have seemed to establish jedi as different from the prequel era, while also hinting that this is the beginning of the end. for example, Indara didn’t draw her saber until near the end of their fight. and while we have several jedi characters, the only other saber we have seen is from Yord. it seems like Yord’s character is much more similar to the prequel era jedi, and we see him literally using his saber as a flashlight and quick to engage.

(i also think the emphasis on Yord not wanting to wrinkle his jedi robes is so fucking funny)

i love Sol already!! but the 4 jedi Mae is hunting definitely did something fucked or made a huge mistake. i also know people are disappointed and upset about Indara’s early death, but i think there will absolutely be flashback scenes with the 4 jedi.

i wanted to share my current theory about Mae’s mission!

from my understanding, the “proper” way a sith or dark-sider gets their kyber crystal for a red saber is they must disarm and defeat a jedi, and bleed that crystal; they aren’t supposed to bleed their own. i think Mae has to kill one of the 4 jedi by her own hands to be able to take their saber. they have shown Mae try to take both Indara and Sol’s saber prior to using her knives in combat. the camera also took a moment to focus on Mae leaving Indara’s saber after she killed her and walked away, even though she reached for it earlier. i want to be clear that i am not an expert on this lore or anything, but this is what stuck out to me!

i’m really excited for the rest of this series! i’m super busy for a little bit and will be going out of town soon so i will still be pretty inactive for a bit longer. but i am definitely invested in this show!

i would love to hear what you guys think so far!! also lmk if i’m talking shit and making no sense lmao

[agustdtown1]

SHUT UP AND DRIVE | JJK

PAIRING: street racer!jungkook x fem!reader

SUMMARY: Anyone could have predicted how bad it is to make a bet with your brother, yet you were hoping the outcome would be different. But alas, you were meant to be taught a lesson tonight; never go behind your brother’s back.

WC: 6.4k

WARNINGS: brother’s best friend trope, a lot of plot, light angst (if you squint), I know nothing about cars so there might be very inaccurate cars/street racing stuff. Smut, brief mention of oral sex (f receiving), brief mention of fingering, dirty talk, pet names, slight grinding, handjob, manhandling, jk calling mc dumb (1 time), unprotected sex, hair pulling, big dick!jk, jk didn’t pull out (oops). Can’t think of anything else, if I’m missing something lmk.

A/N: got a bit carried away with the plot oops, but i hope you enjoy your reading.

masterlist | part 2

Growing up in a city as big as yours, you had to learn to love its evident duality. How the sky would go from bright blue to pinkish to orange, and lastly a deep and dark blue that left you feeling at ease whenever you looked up at the stars. Those colors were the only indicators to make changes throughout the day. That characteristic transferred onto you with such an ease during the early stages of life, and now it was second nature to show different colors of yourself depending on the time and place you were found in.

The city would change and turn into a whole different place when midnight struck. During the day, streets were filled with the mouthwatering smell of food, along with the indistinct chatter of the pedestrians trying to find solace in the nearest place that would protect them from the scorching sun; under a bright blue sky. You would see kids clinging to their mothers while crossing the streets; teenagers racing their friends to the nearest convenience store, and betting their allowance on whoever gets first; along with couples sharing ice cream cones, with the sweetest of smiles plastered on their faces; covered in a pinkish color due to the beautiful sky looking down on them. You could even see people dreadfully walking towards their workplace for their 9 to 5 shift, with orange hues decorating the background. However, at night that scenario was completely erased.

The dark blue sky, tinted with the most beautiful array of stars would prone adults in their early twenties and late thirties to hop from bar to bar; looking for any alcoholic beverage to throw into their system that could make them forget about their overworked and underpaid jobs, or their stressful college life. The yellow hues of the street lights would adorn every dark corner, along with the neon signs outside the obnoxiously loud clubs scattered around the city, illuminating the excited faces of the pedestrians walking straight into those stuffy places. The music, albeit too scandalous for your own liking, served as an invitation for others to peek into the deceiving nightclubs, only for them to be wrapped into the tricky hands of an owner that would encourage people to spike others’ drinks.

But that’s what nightlife in your city was about, shitty alcohol, overrated music, and the occasional creeps lurking for anyone who they deemed “worthy” enough for them.

Nonetheless, that wasn’t the part of the city that you loved most. It was not the bars, not the clubs, not the alcohol, and certainly not the crazy people surrounding you in packed rooms. That would never make that thrilling sensation spread throughout your body to ignite a flame within your heart.

The south side would.

The abandoned buildings that served as a sanctuary for all those who wanted to take risks and forget about their lives, at least for a night. It would be the blaring music coming from the speakers of a severely modified ‘65 Ford Mustang. It would be the cold drink sitting in your hand, while you listened to one of your brother’s friends talk about his next race.

That’s what excited you, that’s what kept you alive.

Your brother was well known in the street racing world, everyone knew who Kim Taehyung was, and hence to that, everybody knew who you were as well. It was as if your brother had thrown a spell on you. Your name didn’t matter, though, it was pointless to urge people to use it, you were often addressed as Vante’s —which was the nickname people in the racing world would use to refer to him— little sister. And as annoying as it was, it was equally beneficial. The perks of having a popular brother would provide you with the nicest parking spot at Mura’s restaurant; it would draw people to pay for your drinks in order to make a good impression for either of you; but most importantly it would scare the creeps away, which you were very thankful for.

Taehyung often brought you along with him every weekend, racing in one of his precious cars that he worked so hard to get. While you watched —and occasionally cheered— him, swerving through lanes, pulling stunts that never failed to make your heart quicken its pace, and hold your breath until he was out of a dangerous zone. That’s what your life has come down to.

The roaring engines of classy and modern cars echoing through the streets; the smell of gasoline and smoke mixed with the aroma of anticipation and failure emanating from the racers; along with the scent of weed and beer. You were used to people walking a bit too close to you, invading your personal space to do simple things like asking where they can find the restroom —there’s none—. You were now accustomed to the wide view of your city at night, with the sparkly lights shining in the distance and the tall buildings looking small for once; almost untouchable.

“I’m telling you Tae, these new rims are worth it.” Jimin, one of your brother’s friends, was so desperately trying to prove his point.

He recently made a purchase for Taehyung’s car that was deemed unnecessary by your brother himself. His blond friend —although it wasn’t his natural hair color— was the one in charge of upgrading Taehyung’s car every now and then. His extravagant tendencies, however, would push him towards making decisions out of pure enjoyment and not strategically. Hence why the two guys were found in such a predicament.

A modification made under no other reason than to make the car look cool, which was, in hindsight, impractical. But Taehyung was the kind of guy that couldn’t say no to his friends, and so instead of asking him to change the rims back to his preferred ones, your brother opted to let out the longest sigh that his lungs allowed him to, and asked the important questions.

“Did you adjust the brake discs, at least?” He queried, in a flat voice.

“Of course, I did! Who do you take me for?” Jimin brightly answered, with a slightly faltering smile.

Park Jimin was an interesting guy. Whimsical as a fairy tale, and mischievous as they come, but with an IQ that would leave you wondering how a guy that looked like the embodiment of hardcore partying, would speak about mechanical stuff with such an ease and fluency. Amazing, in more ways than just one, never living up to the expectations of others, and more often than not, he would go to the farthest extents to be out of the ordinary.

At first glance, it was a stark contrast to who your brother was and made himself out to be, however, after being dragged into their nonsensical banter on more occasions than what you would like to be in, it was rightfully proved that both boys were more alike than what they would actually admit.

Truth be told, their exchanges were always comical. It wasn’t rare for the two boys to bicker and throw shady comments to one another in a monotone voice, which would make you think they were one hundred percent serious about the matter. But rather than ending up in a fight, they would simply laugh it off and move onto the next best thing to do, which usually was annoying you. And although it was unbearable to deal with a hyper-aware-of-his-influence-on-people type of guy and your I’m-too-cool-to-be-talking-to-you type of brother, you wouldn’t, in all honesty, have it any other way.

“I made Hoseok hyung do it.” Park’s unbothered demeanor finally broke under Taehyung’s piercing stare. “So rest assured, it won’t interfere with your race tonight.”

Your brother only hummed in acknowledgment, nodding once he was reassured that there would be no problem with his car.

“Speaking of which,” Your breezy voice slipped into their conversation easily, “where’s Hobi?”

Jung Hoseok was often described as the embodiment of a ray of sunshine, and rightfully so. The boy would light up a room whenever he stepped in, so unaware of how his lively attitude would be the best remedy for a gloomy day. Out of all your brother’s friends, you reasoned with him the most. Hoseok was easy to talk to, easy to be around. Whenever you felt like you were on the verge of losing your calmness, you would find solace in his soft arms, engulfing you in a warm embrace.

“He’s on the way.” Your brother responded shortly after. “Jungkook had to pick him up, but he’s coming, don’t worry.”

There was a glint in your brother’s eyes that left you slightly squirming in your place. Maybe it was the meaning behind the “he’s coming”, and how you were sure that he wasn’t exactly referring to Hoseok anymore at the last part. Perhaps it was the guilt that was rapidly creeping up in your chest, almost urging you to add some commentary to his response, to clear the air and come clean for once. Or it could be the fact that, deep down, you knew your brother was aware of your little secret.

It wasn’t a hunch anymore, Taehyung knew. And it was confirmed when his deep brown eyes slowly drifted towards you when both of his friends finally arrived.

An all black Mercedes AMG parked right besides your brother’s car, blinding you by its bright lights. Hoseok was the one to get out first, sporting a wide smile while walking towards where you and the other two boys were standing. With a faltering grin, you greeted the boy whom you were asking about no longer than a minute ago, however, in that precise moment, you were no longer preoccupied by his whereabouts. Instead, you held your breath, waiting for the person behind the steering wheel, the one who hasn’t made an appearance just yet.

“How’s it going, Hobi hyung?” Jimin asked, after a quick handshake with the aforementioned guy.

“It’s all good…”

Their conversation was tuned out for you the moment the driver's door was finally opened. It all happened at a tortuous slow speed; a pair of black combat boots were the first thing in sight, followed by a pair of washout baggy jeans and an oversized black t-shirt. Your eyes were quick to gravitate towards the tattoo sleeve the guy was sporting; fingers cladded in rings and a silver bracelet adorning his wrist. His fashion sense was one most guys envied, nonetheless, no one has been able to look as good as the man in front of you in oversized black clothes.

“Long time no see.” His amused tone snapped you out of your thoughts.

Jungkook was standing tall in front of you, with a mischievous look in his eyes, one that secretly warned you about the possible risky situation you will be in tonight. And as much as you’d want to say no, it was impossible for you to reject any proposition the boy was willing to make.

However, no one could really blame you for falling that hard for him.

Jeon Jungkook was a man often described as charming, flirty, funny and, evidently, attractive. Girls would fawn over the young man all the time, staring at him with bedroom eyes whenever he made an appearance; it was interesting the way Jungkook walked around as if he owned the place, lowkey bragging about his car and his winning strike with such confidence, but not even once he showed an ounce of arrogance when talking to you. He proved over and over again that the generic description people would give about him was undeniably true. He was charming, flirty and quite attractive, however, you would add another adjective to the long list of words that girls always used when talking about your brother’s friend; troublesome.

Jeon Jungkook was a walking disaster, a man worthy of a warning sign. The bright yellow with dark letters and a huge exclamation mark type of warning. But alas, you never noticed, not while he was charming you up since the first night you two met. You were in too deep now, with no way out, more than coming to terms with the consequences you were bound to face, once you decide to be honest with your brother that is.

“Haven’t seen you in a while, JK.” Taehyung was the first one to talk, making you look away from the man a few feet away from you. “How’s it been?”

“It could’ve been better.”

You could feel his piercing stare, but refused to look in his direction.

“Ready for tonight?” He opted to ask once he realized you weren’t budging. “Heard the prize is five grand this time.”

“Yeah, I’m taking all that money with me when I win.”

At that you scoffed playfully, looking at your overly confident brother.

“If you win.” A mischievous smirk took place on your face.

“You still doubt me, little sis?” Taehyung directed his attention to you, taking interest in the way you decided to finally insert yourself in the conversation. “Why don’t we make a bet then?”

Hoseok and Jimin were quick to encourage the proposition, fueling the fire for competition between you and Taehyung.

“What are we betting?” You questioned.

“Anything you want”

The possibilities were endless, you could bet money or his secret stash of snacks, hidden in his apartment; you could even ask him for his overly expensive shirt that looked better on you than it did him. But all those things were somewhat easy to provide, easy to give away; however, there was one thing that your brother has always refused to do.

“If you lose…” you drifted off, pretending that you were thinking about what you wanted. “I’ll be the one racing next Saturday.”

Taehyung’s face morphed into a grimace, his serene stance changed to one more rigid and tense. He wasn’t expecting your answer to be that, but then again, it should have been telling by the way you were so quick to agree to the deal.

“Oh and I’ll use one of your cars, too.” The cherry of the cake, as if your previous statement wasn’t enough.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea—” Jungkook wanted to mediate and make you ponder about your proposition and how dangerous it was.

“Alright.” Taehyung cut him off, with a decisive look in his eyes. “I’ll let you take any car you want.”

“And if Vante wins?” Hoseok asked, eagerly.

“I’ll tell her later.”

A weird feeling found home in your chest after your brother’s statement. Something within you was telling you that making that bet was the worst idea you could have had so far. Whether you didn’t want to ponder over it, or you were too sure that you would win, you didn’t argue about his ambiguous answer anymore. Instead, you let him make his way towards his car, getting ready for a race that would change a lot of things after tonight.

A cold hand was quick to wrap around your right arm, preventing you from following Taehyung’s path, like Jimin and Hoseok did.

“Are you sure you wanna continue with this?” Jungkook’s preoccupied voice almost made you coo at him, but at the same time it ignited a desire to push his buttons.

“Why wouldn’t I?” You argued. “It's fifty-fifty. Worst case scenario, I lose my race next week.”

After sending him a confident wink, you parted ways, positioning yourself next to Hoseok. You completely ignored the way Jungkook’s stare hardened, not willing to sour your mood with his protectiveness.

“You sure he’s gonna lose?” Hoseok asked beside you, staring right up ahead at Taehyung’s car. “He seems pretty confident, if I say so myself.”

“Why is everyone doubting me?” You groaned. “Of course he’s gonna act like that, because he needs to pretend he has everything under control.” The explanation wasn’t enough to convince your brother’s friend to be on your side. “Besides, Jimin changed his rims, that’s gotta do something to his performance, no?”

The brown haired man could only laugh, shaking his head as if saying that you couldn’t be more wrong. Your ego was bruised by his reaction. It was known that you didn’t like being laughed at or being the but of a joke you’d never understand. However, the situation in itself was way more than just your friend making fun of the little knowledge you had about cars. It was about how stupid you were for getting yourself a deal in which you won’t be the one winning.

“That just shows you’re not ready to be part of this anytime soon, little one.” Hoseok messed with your hair, before opting to pay attention to the race that was about to begin.

Taking a look at your brother, you could tell he was slightly worried, nonetheless, that worry was not enough to wash away the firm grip on the wheel or the determined look on his face. And it was just then that you realized the big mistake you made.

Maybe you should have been more clever, perhaps you really shouldn’t have pushed your luck in the way you did, but what’s done it’s done, and it was a bit too late to back down.

In hindsight, it should have been obvious who was going to be the winner tonight. Ever since you and your brother found your second home in the cold streets of the south side, Taehyung has never backed down from a challenge, let alone lose one.

So when the lady cladded in a mini skirt and tank top waved the blue bandana, you knew you were done for.

“… Set, go!”

All the cars drove past the girl at an incredibly high speed, almost knocking her out of the street. The cheering and shouting started way before the race could; people pushing others, urging them to move so they could see more clearly.

Looking away from the distant figures of the cars, you encountered a pair of brown eyes already staring at you. Jungkook hesitantly stepped forward to where you were, almost reminding you of the first time you met. His confident demeanor never made an appearance that night, and it certainly threw you off by how hesitant he seemed to approach you. However, you two hit it off right away, starting an easy conversation that led into more than it should have.

But once again, no one could really blame you.

On the night you and Jungkook met for the first time, you were entranced by his alluring physique and charming attitude. His black on black attire pulled you in, and urged you to take a few steps forward to make sure your eyes weren’t deceiving you.

He was the most handsome man you have ever seen in quite some time, and far from being exciting, it was annoying. It annoyed you the way the shiny piercing adorning his bottom lip looked so inviting, as if it was taunting you, begging you to risk it all and have a taste of it. His doe eyes were a stark contrast to who the guy seemed to be. His tough exterior got combined with a pair of big brown eyes covered in a soft glint.

It was unfair, it was annoying. Moreover, it didn’t help the fact that he granted you a beaming smile, while his tattooed hand reached out to take yours.

His whole existence was annoying, for he was off limits.

Therefore, you had to push your wandering —and very lustful— thoughts away, to the farthest corner of your mind. It was the only way to keep your relationship with your brother safe. No man will ever be worthy of messing things up with Taehyung… or so you thought.

The ugly truth was that you were tempted by the little devil on your shoulder, chanting for you to risk it all and drag the boy to the nearest dark corner, and give both of you a night that neither would be able to forget. It was hard to admit, but there was something about Jeon Jungkook that made you ponder if it would really fuck things up if you were to get intimate with him. For it was risky, as walking all alone in a deserted street at night, but tempting, like eating a forbidden fruit; and the possibility excited you.

Fast forward, the first time meeting him ended up being the first —but certainly not last— time the guy buried his face deep in between your legs, while his eager hands commenced a trip to memorize every curve and dent of your body.

No one knew at the time that amidst the deafening cheering, the blaring music coming from the speakers and the roaring of the cars’ engines, moans were falling from your swollen lips, while your back was pinned against the wall, with a pair of lips covering your body in wet kisses and avid hands were touching every inch of your skin. No one knew that while there was a race happening a few feet away from where you were located, you were also competing, desperately trying to reach your high, at the same time someone’s Camaro drove over the finish line, receiving wild cheers from the crowd.

The situation in itself was impractical and very stupid, however, in a matter of days you developed some sort of addiction towards the beautiful tall young man. And so, after getting accustomed to a routine of secrecy and betrayal, it stopped being a hard pill to swallow, but rather a recurrent predicament to be found in the strong arms of Jungkook, with his lips kissing up and down your neck while his skillful fingers were pumping in and out of your warm walls.

Even on regular days you would still yearn for his touch, playing on repeat his husky voice and the sweet nothings he would whisper in your ears, while thrusting into you.

“My pretty princess, taking me so well.”

It was like music to your ears, a melody that would lift you up so high to almost reach the sky. But despite the amazing feelings Jungkook would put you through, the unbearable truth of going behind your brother’s back and messing around with his friend outweighed the pleasure. You didn’t realize how fucked up you were by being involved in such a messy situation.

At least not until you were almost caught red handed.

“I missed you so much, princess.” A husky voice echoed through the confines of the Mercedes-Benz you were in, sending shivers down your spine. “Don’t make me wait this long to have you, ever again.”

The sentence uttered by Jeon Jungkook himself was intriguing enough for anyone who might hear it on passing, for you, nonetheless, it was sort of a complaint.

Truth be told, it wasn’t exactly your fault the lack of encounters in the past two weeks. Taehyung was starting to get suspicious, asking more questions than he usually would when you went out, he started to pay attention to every little thing Jungkook did when he was around. It was starting to become a bother for you to hide this little secret affair you two were having. And so instead of following the routine of coming over to Jeon’s place like any other day, you rain checked three times in a row. It upset him beyond belief; Jungkook was starting to get dependent on your delicate touch, on your sweet words and the pretty sounds you would make whenever he was buried deep inside you. He couldn’t stand not having you like he usually would.

In hindsight, it shouldn’t have surprised you when he pulled you out of the crowd and into his fancy car. It shouldn’t have been shocking the way his hands desperately reached out for you to position you on his lap; nor should have baffled you the way his crotch was grinding up against your core, seeking some comfort to calm the burning sensation running through his body. It was bound to happen.

“Let’s make up for the time apart, then.” You hummed, after placing a passionate kiss on his lips.

Without a second thought, your hands descended down Jungkook’s firm chest, finding their favorite place inside his pants. He felt heavy resting on your palms, and it was so obvious how painfully hard he was. Your fingers wrapped around his base, through his underwear, feeling him up. It was pure torture for the boy; not only did he need you to go faster, but he also wanted to feel the sheer touch of your hands on his aching cock.

His patience was running thin, that much was obvious by the way his gaze darkened, and the grip he had on your waist tightened.

“Princess…” Jungkook hissed. “If you’re gonna do something, do it now.”

You giggled, delighted by his eagerness and irritated voice tone. You were pushing him to the exact point you wanted to have him.

“Not so fast, baby.” You murmured against the skin of his neck, “I wanna enjoy this a little longer.”

Jungkook could only groan, letting you do whatever you wanted to him. It was so easy to be at your mercy, the tattooed man would effortlessly give himself up to you, with no objection. And that was your first mistake: taking more than you should from him.

While he was devoting his body to you willingly, it didn’t go beyond that. He wasn’t yours to take, he wasn’t yours to keep. You could only claim his body whenever he allowed you to do so. But maybe, deep down, that was enough. Perhaps having him physically was better than emotionally; that way you could avoid a complicated relationship that would need to be explained to your overprotective brother later on.

You had him for the time being, albeit not entirely, but attaining his heart seemed to be a hard task, one that you weren’t prepared to go through.

“Fuck baby, just move a little faster.” His strained words echoed through the car, snapping you back into reality.

Your hands were still wrapped around his clothed cock with a vice grip; you were sure that if it could, his dick would be already begging you to free it, and that thought alone was enough to boost your ego. Nonetheless, you ended up realizing you didn’t have much time to spare, despite wanting to keep toying with him. And so, putting an end to Jungkook’s suffering, you finally pulled down his jeans and underwear, watching his girthy cock spring free.

“Fucking finally.” He sighed in relief. “Are you gonna stop being a brat and let me fuck you dumb?”

“I don’t know, am I?” You smirked, mischievously.

Jungkook got fed up with your antics. The dark haired man groaned, pushing you off his lap and positioning you on your hands and knees, so effortlessly that it left you baffled for a few seconds. He rapidly pushed up the hem of your skirt and took off your underwear.

“I’m done playing this game of waiting.” Jungkook’s hands were firm on your skin, keeping you in place. “So be a good girl, and take my fucking cock.”

Without much of a warning, he thrusted into you. His thick tip made its way inside your cunt with ease, due to how wet you were already. It took you a couple of seconds to get used to his big size, but once Jungkook made sure it was safe to move, he bottomed out, reaching the deepest parts of your soaked pussy like no one before.

“I missed this pussy so much.” He hissed.

Moans were falling off your lips, as if they were the only sounds your mouth could utter, and maybe they were. Jungkook always knew how to turn you into a babbling mess whenever he got a hold of you. It was hard to form a coherent thought by the way he was skillfully moving inside of you, let alone to make any other sound that wasn’t a moan or a whine.

“Shit, you’re already clenching on me.” Jeon moaned, feeling your warm walls wrapped around his cock with a hard grip.

Jungkook was pounding relentlessly into you like a mad man. Maybe you underestimated his desire for you, perhaps all these days apart were actual hell for him, as it was for you. But then again, when hasn’t he been like this? It wasn’t out of the norm to be fucked into oblivion by Jungkook. He would often find creative ways to ruin you, to leave you a complete mess once he was done with you.

Hasn’t it been clear already, how much he could do for you? How bad he needed you?

“Jungkook… fuck.” His name left your mouth in an attempt to beg for mercy, for him to slow down a little, but it was pointless. Not even God himself would make him relent.

“What’s that baby? I can’t hear you.” His fingers weaved through your hair to get a good grip, pulling your head back as he leaned down to whisper in your ear. “Be a sweetheart and finish your sentence for me, hm?”

Your eyes rolled back, enjoying how deep he was going. Neither your mouth nor your brain seemed to work at the moment, and it was difficult to comply with what Jungkook asked of you.

“Come on, princess, don’t make me repeat myself.” Every word was accompanied by a hard thrust.

“It’s— too m-much...” You struggled to say, while your mouth hung low and an obscene sound came out of it. “Please…”

A chuckle rumbled inside Jungkook’s chest, transferring the vibrations onto your body. He was so deliciously close, that it was easy to sense every reaction, to hear every little sound that would abandon his lips unwillingly.

“Please what?” He urged you to keep talking. “Baby so dumb that can’t even speak properly, can she?”

His words shouldn’t arouse you in the way they did, but oddly enough, his husky voice combined with the rude term ignited a flame inside of you. However, you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing you were enjoying every bit of it.

“Fuck… you!” The words came out through gritted teeth.

“That’s what I’m doing, honey.” Despite not being able to see him directly, you could tell he was grinning. “Can’t you feel me? Should I go deeper then?”

Had you been more clever, you would have kept your mouth shut, because if it was difficult to deal with his unrelenting pace, it became unbearable when he changed the speed only to thrust harder and deeper than before.

“Can you feel me now, princess?”

Such a dangerous question, one that set your body ablaze.

“Y-Yes… So big.” You breathed out, finally being free from his hard grip on your hair. “I’m getting close.” The confession was somehow refreshing.

It meant that you could finally have your sweet release, but only if the man fucking you manically deemed you worthy of having it, that is.

Unfortunately for you, he had other plans in mind.

“Hold it a little bit, baby. I’m not there yet.”

Jungkook’s stamina has always amazed you; the guy could go for hours without taking more than a five minute break, and not even once he complained about it. Whereas you had to take longer breaks in between rounds, and more often than not, you would only last from two to three rounds before calling it a night. Maybe he was more experienced, or perhaps it was his breathtaking physique. Whatever it was, it often came in handy in times like this.

“Jungkook,” You breathed out his name. “I can’t— I’m so close.”

Your walls were clenching on his dick, sucking him in with ease. It was such a marvelous sensation that almost drove the tattooed man over the edge.

“Fuck, you’re making it difficult for me, doll.” Jungkook chuckled breathlessly. “But I want to see your face when you cum.”

Without pulling out, Jeon flipped you over to make you rest on your back on the leather seats of his fancy car.

“Hi, pretty girl.”

Ever since you got into Jungkook’s car, you haven’t been able to properly look at his face for long. It was such a beautiful sight. His disheveled hair sticking to his forehead due to the sweat; his rosy and swollen lips, probably from biting them so much; his lustful glare directed towards you, and his furrowed eyebrows due to how good it felt to be inside of you after so long. Everything about Jeon Jungkook was undeniably attractive, and beyond arousing you, it ignited a warm feeling in your stomach. One that was difficult to mistake for anything else than infatuation.

However, it wasn’t the right time to be thinking about it. Your heart wasn’t connected to your brain, apparently, and so it made you ponder over scenarios that fell into the category of fantasies.

“You gonna cum for me, baby?” His question was left unanswered the moment one of his hands flew down to rub your clit. “There you go, princess, make a mess on my cock. You’ve earned it.”

You didn’t need to be told twice. It took a few more thrusts for you to finally let go, crying out his name while your hands reached out to pull him down on you. There was a need installed in the depth of your soul to have him close at all times; to feel his warm skin burning against yours.

“That’s it, beautiful, just let go.” His whispers were like a comforting blanket thrown upon you, encouraging you to move your hips to help him reach his high. “Atta girl, no need for that baby. Let me do the work.”

His pace finally slowed down, while his strong arms wrapped around your waist and his face was buried in the crook of your neck. Jungkook was desperate for his release, but at the same time, he wanted to enjoy the moment a little longer. As a result, his slow pace guided him steadily to his orgasm, thrusting deep inside of you and moving his hips in circular motions to reach every corner of your insides. Touching places no one has ever touched before, and providing you with a sensation that always left you craving more.

A few more thrusts and Jungkook was finally falling apart, groaning against your neck, while his soft lips were bathing your skin with warm kisses. His hot breath was also hitting your flesh, sending shivers through your body; making you harden the grip on him.

“I could stay like this forever.” Jungkook sweetly whispered. “You’re so warm.”

You giggled, scratching the back of his head before slightly pulling away.

“But we need to go, before any of the guys start looking for us.”

The tattooed man groaned annoyed, slowly detaching himself from you.

The rest of your usual routine would often happen in a comfortable silence, this time, however, neither of you could actually stop smiling or stealing kisses from one another. It was sickeningly romantic, and it almost made you wonder what it would be like to be in an actual relationship with the tall boy sitting beside you.

“Just one more kiss.” Jeon begged, lightly pulling you in, to place his soft lips on yours.

“That’s enough.” You stopped him, with a shy grin on your face. “You go first.”

Reluctantly, Jungkook opened the door, ready to get out and act as if he wasn’t making you see stars a few minutes ago. Although, your happy and exciting moment was short lived.

“JK, there you are dude.” Hoseok’s voice rang through your ears, making goosebumps coat your skin in a matter of seconds. “We’ve been looking for— wait, did I interrupt something?”

A knowing small took place on the brown haired man’s face, not before playfully smacking his arm to tease him.

“Uh… I, kinda, yeah.” Jungkook was praying he couldn’t recognize you. But the moment Hoseok tried to look inside his car he quickly closed the door, taking a few steps away from the vehicle. “What’s up? Why were you looking for me?”

The moment their voices became indistinct chatter you could finally release the breath you were subconsciously holding. Your hands slowly relaxed their grip on your skirt, but the anxious feeling settled in your chest, refusing to leave.

“This needs to stop.”

The only problem was that you didn’t know how to make it stop.

The wild shouting from the crown snapped you back into the present. Reminding you of the place you were in, the people you were surrounded by, and the fatal bet you made early in the night.

A bright white Camaro ZL1 was rapidly approaching the finish line, with the roaring of the engine echoing through the street, and making the ground vibrate a little. Fate has dealt its cards and sadly they weren’t on your side. Defeated and tired of experiencing an array of emotions through the long night, you waited at the side of the road for your brother to cross the red line.

Anyone could have predicted it, yet you were hoping the outcome would be different. But alas, you were meant to be taught a lesson tonight; never go behind your brother’s back.

“That’s my boy!” Jimin excitedly yelled while walking towards Taehyung’s tall figure. “I told you the rims were perfect.”

Your brother could only chuckle, shaking hands with his friends before directing his full attention towards you.

“Seems like I won’t be racing next week.” You faked annoyance, although in reality you were sort of relieved. Maybe Hoseok was right after all, and you weren’t ready for that world just yet.

Everything seemed fine so far, no malicious intent, no ulterior motives. No way to predict the chaos that was about to unravel. Perhaps you should have prayed with a little bit more conviction, maybe you should have put more effort into making sure you would win. Otherwise, your downfall could have been prevented.

“So, what do you want as your prize, idiot?” You asked, so confident that nothing bad could happen.

Your brother slowly prepared to say the words that would inevitably change the route of the night.

“It’s very simple, in all honesty.” Taehyung started saying. “I want to ask a quick question.”

“Shoot.” You encouraged him.

Oh, if only you had known.

“I just want to know for how long?” His piercing glance should have given it away. “How long have you been fucking my best friend behind my back?”

[myfriendskickass]

in case you dont know what a strawberry finch is

the males turn that color during breeding season and otherwise look like the females

they seem to be the one bird species in this incredibly niche bird game (Pinna Desktop Life, lmk if you want the dl link but you also need visual basic 6 for the cheat engine to work) that doesn't have, like...color morphs besides this? so i'm excited to breed them and see what happens

other bird species included are Fischer's Lovebird, Red Factor Canary, Java Sparrow, and Gouldian Finch

The Gouldians are apparently the "best" to breed because they come in a million colors but idk i like these little guys

i wish they would eat their seed mix and not just the cabbage though :(

also since this game was originally intended for windows 95 (i run it fine on 10 in 16-bit color mode, do NOT use compatibility mode, it messes up the graphics), the, uh...husbandry info on birdkeeping is very very outdated. Like all you can put in their cages are perches, a nest, and food dispensers. No toys at all. And obviously today that feels nuts (I keep going OMG WHERE IS YOUR ENRICHMENT???) but i guess that was commonplace in Japan during this time period?

the built in help faq is all in japanese but i managed to translate all of it EXCEPT the encyclopedia reference section that refuses to load for some reason. launching said help document gives me an error i cannot decipher about temp folder data because this game is so old that the menu text is in gibberish, not Japanese characters. This was common place back in the era this game is from - windows did not come with Japanese characters installed if your machine was from the US, and even though my modern machine has it, it doesn't seem to function on old programs?

There is an english translation hack and that's what I am using but not everything was translated well/properly and you gotta sometimes squint, for example, to see the difference between the foxtail millet icon and the regular millet icon when making your seed mix. (millet for example, is called bitaeru, the same romanji for the vitamins, in the food selector but when you mix it, it becomes millet and functions exactly like millet. but then you switch to the medicine section, and bitaeru is the vitamins. lol.

idr the dev company but they also made a game called aquazone where you breed fish.

this game is super detailed, other than the lack of enrichment - it runs on real time, you have to clean your bird cage, the birds can get sick and die, you have to manage the temperature, a cage light etc. the help guide claims eventually you can pet and hand feed your birds but they keep getting very skittish whenever i use the hand cursor :(

you know fuck it, here is the link:

here is windows visual basic 6.0 common controls, you need this for the birdman cheat engine

https://www.microsoft.com/en-us/download/details.aspx?id=10019

once you install that, you need to register the COMCTL32.OCX file. i don't remember how i did that, you might have to google it

also goes without saying this runs on windows only, i have NO idea how you would make this work on linux or especially mac

if you play this "properly" aka no time skipping with your system clock, it's very chill and slowpaced - basically a screensaver. get up in the morning (8am is when the lights automatically turn on) , clean the cage bottom and food/water dishes, replace food and water, then basically keep it running in the background while you do stuff, checking in sometimes. by modern hardware standards it takes up almost no resources - when you have the game as the focused window, they basically flit around, take little sips from the water, nibble on food - i haven't seen them bathe yet, but the japanese help guide says it's possible. mostly they hop from perch to perch and go in and out of the nest. they sleep when it goes dark assuming you have the light off.

what time/cage temperature depends on the season/time of your system clock. they all breed in different seasons. you can pause time in your cage and if you're doing time travel shenanigans, it's recommended you do that BEFORE going back to the current irl date and time. keep backups of your cages if you get worried. the rar has a lot of sample cages already set up because i don't know who's og copy of the game that was haha

it comes with a clinic program (also run in 16-bit color please) that helps you diagnose your birds if they are ill. (tip from the help document, they should always be active unless it's sleep time.)

Add/remove birds STORES your existing birds and they do not age in storage. This is because you need an empty cage to disinfect it. When you run out of birds to add, it will generate more (opposed to Aquazone, where once your fish died you were SOL.)

if anybody has any questions lmk i'm having so much fun with these little fake birds lol

[beddybites]

hello everyone and welcome to my totally professional tutorial about my process with lining and coloring specifically . ill make another one of these that isn't just a drawing of a stuffed animal but for now. behold

step 1 - sketch/line!!!

note: i usually just clean up my sketch, thus why i have messier lines!... i also immediately give the art a sort of outline to make it pop out more, though you don't HAVE to do that-- it just depends on what im feeling

step 2 - fill lines!!!

what i mean by this is make some of the lines thicker based on the perspective. the front paw/arm is going to have thicker lineart because its closer to the camera. the lineart of the head will be thicker to show its in front of the back paw. stuff like that makes your art look less flat!

step 3 - base color!!

color color color!!! i dont usually color my eyes until last-- refine details later!

step 4 - color the lines!

color color color!!! i dont usually color my eyes until last-- refine details later!

keeping in mind the perspective again, i use different shades of the color! the outer arm lineart is darker, but its a little lighter in the back

i rarely color the lineart on the outside (just because i don't really think it looks good most of the time)

usually when i color the lines, i color pick the base color (so like, her fur color, or her bow), change the hue a bit, and darken it accordingly. makes the color pop a lil more!! her fur color goes from plain old white/gray to an outline thats more magenta-y! there's no rule for this, just keep color theory in mind and do what u think looks pretty!

step 5 - details !!!

this is when i go in and color over the eyes (in a humans case, the hair, too!)

i like to add a white outline to empathize perspective stuff !!! but you don't have to do this-- again its one of those things where i do it depending on what looks good

some other stuff to keep in mind

choose your background color first! dont draw on a white canvas then struggle to find a color that looks good AFTER you've drawn everything!

color theory and palettes you can find online are ur best friend if you're struggling to figure out what colors u wanna use!

your art doesn't have to be clean to be good! use messy lineart! messy coloring! do whatever u want its ur style ur rules

never let anyone make u feel bad abt ur art ever. comparison is the thief of joy. everyone needs YOUR vision too

thank you !!! ill do another one of these when im not in the middle of finals week but i hope this helps for now ;u; if u have any questions lmk!

I love the way you do lineart! And like your rendering is there a specific process you have or recommend brushes?

Also feel free to ignore this if you don’t wanna answer it! I do love your art tho very scrumptious :D

hi anon!!! i promise ill give a more depth explanation when it isn't 1 am-- I'll reblog this post and add a tutorial tmrrw!!!

for now, i would recommend any sketchy brush really! you can find all of them on Clip Studio Paint, but i know other programs have similar brushes-- just find one you like! i prefer thin lineart and a more clean sketch type of style, and the Felt Pen & Obonbong Pen are my best friends for it!!!

ill actually explain my process i prommie... ill draw something and show how i do it !!! come back tomorrow! :D

[yexiu]

Rogue and Gambit lockscreen from Uncanny Avengers vol 3 #5

please like or reblog if you plan on using!

[quaresmastella]

hey!! i wanted to ask what coloring do you use in your gifs, it looks so pretty and you’re so talented… if you don’t want to share it’s ok too. hope you’re doing good <3

hey! thank you so much for asking, this is really sweet.

it took me a little while to figure out how to answer this because i don't typically save my psds (or use other people's). i'll try to give you an idea of the steps i use under the cut. you might need a basic understanding of ps for this to make sense but for the most part my process is relatively easy and beginner friendly :)

this is kinda gonna be what i’m going for:

so starting with this gif of dua that's almost completely untouched, all i've done is sharpen it.

curves layer

this is usually my first step in brightening the image to my liking. it also helps me neutralize the colour. i make it easy on myself by letting photoshop do the work for me.

i start by white balancing using the white eyedropper tool. you can do this by selecting the tool and then clicking on a white point on the image. for this gif you can use the whites of her eyes, her teeth, the lights in the background, the highlights on her nails, etc. it might look vastly different depending on what you pick, so it's really up to personal preference. i'll give you an example of a few:

(i went with the teeth option)

at this point i usually add second curves layer to essentially do the opposite. for the black point you can use her eyes (like the iris/pupil), her hair, her eyebrows, etc etc. select the darkest eyedropper tool and click your black point on the image. here are some examples:

(i went with the eyebrows option)

hue/saturation layer

as you can see, her skin looks really red. i’m going to tone it down a little bit. i usually use this layer to subdue any colours in the gif that i feel are overpowering. you can also use it to do the opposite, which i normally do towards the end.

photo filter layer

now that the gif is pretty well neutralized, i like to use photo filter to basically set the temperature of the image. here’s what a warming filter looked like at 65% density:

blue filter at 50% density:

magenta at 35% density:

green at 45% density:

violet at 40% density:

(i went with the violet option)

exposure layer

i added an exposure layer to brighten the gif up a little bit. these are my settings:

gradient map layer

i added a gradient map layer at this point. the change here is really subtle, so i don’t know if you’ll be able to see it. but these are essential if you want to add some depth to the image. here are my settings:

colour balance and selective colour

made some small adjustments with a colour balance layer and a selective colour layer. i usually focus on darkening up the shadows and lightening the highlights

i added a cyan photo filter at 40% density

i’ll add a brightness layer to reduce the contrast, here are my settings:

another hue/saturation layer:

i added one more gradient map at 40% opacity and this was the final product:

i never share/post my psds because every gif i make is coloured individually. this ended being a lot more long winded than i expected but i wanted to be as thorough as possible. lmk if you have any other questions 🥰

[sleepyowlwrites]

story behind your stories tag

invented by @writingonesdreams who did not know she was making this tag for me. this is exactly the kind of stuffs that I love! mmm delicious introspection.

Rules: go over your favourite creative projects and reflect on how they were influenced by your real life at the time

I'll go chronologically to help my brain out.

Somewhere Else/Sky Earth/Walking Through Shadows - this wasn't my first "novel" but it was my first project that actually got worked on for a long time. it's pretty typical fantasy with choice vs destiny, responsibility vs/and loyalty, family bonds, magical items, an expansive world and a lot of allegory (I was 14 when I started this, and had come upon the revelation that I was meant to be a writer. whatever else I did, I had to write. the MC is a girl who has to start making decision about her life, just like I was doing. I lost the plot between all the worldbuilding, which also was happening in my life.)

Lands of Colors series - I did so much brainstorming for this but never wrote it. based around element controlling teens in adjacent magical kingdoms, it was all about people coming together as friends to solve problems. (I worked on this in high school and deep into my "I'm weird I'm a weirdo I don't fit in and I don't wanna fit in" phase in which my friends were all like "yeah sure you're weird, let's play video games" and it was great. ish.)

29 Days of October - this title has belonged to two totally different stories, and it showcases how I changed my preferences for what type of stories I wanted to write. it was fantasy both times, but one time it was really generic, and one time it was generic but I was starting to get the hang of "tropes can be twisted around in many directions" (my mom found this curriculum for One Year Adventure Novel and I tried to do it with this. we might still have it, I don't remember. this was around the time I was realizing that I could never write what I was told, only whatever I felt like.)

Every Other Star is Silent - this is anxiety story! lonely college freshman gets adopted by some friends and there's a lot of anxiety and crying but also hugging and healing. (I thought this up in 2016, right before I remembered I had a tumblr account, and knew that this was something I had to write about, because I've done the anxiety and crying thing and I wanted to talk about it. I wanted other people to feel seen, and to understand, and to make it something between escapism and horribly raw reality. according to the comments on ao3 - because I borrowed a fandom to help myself write it - I did achieve that.)

Twisted - this was 2018, I think. seven mercenaries from wildly different background - two assassins from different "schools", a soldier, an everyman, a weapons expert, a clairvoyant and a kid get hired to retrieve a princess to take the throne of a kingdom. turns out the nobles want to kill her so they become her guardians. the kid is discovered to be a prince so they help him take the throne instead. (this was in my "oh I can borrow a fandom to let me write? sweet" phase and everything I wrote started out with names of existing characters and then I gradually worked it back into my own thing. around this time I was feeling extremely suffocated by work and just wanted to escape and not feel like a failure all the time. so did every. single. character in this wip.)

It's a Big Universe - I dreamed it up. I woke up with the taste of this vivid dream on my tongue and I wrote it down as fast as I could. lonely alien flies around in his spaceship until an oracle tells him where he can find friends. he does indeed find them, and they adventure around the universe before ending their story together/starting a new one. (if you would like to read this, lmk. it's about 2K ((the short, finished version)) and bittersweet, I think. I can't say what it was mirroring, but I was fully established as a "friendship over literally anything else" writer.)

Youth - 10 teenagers have emotions and sometimes talk about them. or, "what if all the other stuff that happens in your life like school and jobs and family and random events weren't really a thing and we were just busy experiencing all those chaotic teenage emotions" the novel. (I think most of what I write will fall under NA, but I have such a soft spot for YA and for the teenage years and all the tumultuous feelings that come with them. this is not really a story. it's an extended experience, a group of vibes, a season, a dream. but it means so much. it means SO MUCH.)

dirt in the doing - I've had this wip for not even two months but it already holds my heart. angsty young people are keen on rebelling against a society that seems to always be against them but they are continually pausing on that long term goal to work on shorter, more personal ones, like dealing with their respective traumas and punching some people. there is introspection, and metaphor, and friendship, and casual affection/intimacy, and banter, and PAINFUL EMOTIONS - all my signatures faves. (in between 2012 and 2016 I figured out that I just want to write WHATEVER I want to write, and maybe I should just do it. by 2018 I completely conquered any last reservations about showcasing my raw, unedited or unfinished creations to the world, I had become extremely positive about my art and writing, and I had quit the job that was destroying my mental health. now, in 2022, I write what I want, I share what I want, I have developed a style and skills, I don't make promises to myself or anybody, and I don't insist that I stick with anything or throw away anything. I don't give up on my writing, I just sometimes give up on particular pieces of it. but it's never a waste. never a waste, always a gain. I wrote dirt in the doing and posted it unedited and never felt bad about doing something new or not fixing typos. I'm "pushing 30" and I've grown up. so has my writing. so has my attitude. I wonder what new trope I'll become obsessed with next. probably nothing can top hugging.)

thanks for curating this game for me, Dreamy. you're a true friend. 😊

tagging @woodhousejay @writingamongther0ses @blind-the-winds @mecharose @talesofsorrowandofruin or anybody and of course no pressure (this is probably not everybody's cup of tea)

[carlisle-cullen]

this whole gifset is awesome https://www.tumblr.com/gloriapritchetts/752831874306588672?source=share

would you please make a tutorial on how to make the first gif or last gif?

thank you so much <3 yes i can!

crop, sharpen, adjust the lightning of both of your gifs, add a basic b&w layer. then drag one of the gifs onto the other's canvas. for the gif that is on top, put it's blending mode to "lighten" (or screen, whatever you like most.) this is what i have now:

you can really leave it like that instead of the extra blending steps, but to make it similar to my elena set, keep going!

now you're gonna move the gifs around. set it to where you like it, and we'll erase the harsh edges in just a bit here. i moved wednesday's face more to the left, and the gif of her and the arrow towards the right. i now have this:

now we're gonna clean up the gif and blend the gifs together. first and foremost, i'm gonna create a clipping mask to the gif of wednesday and paint where the background is overlaying the gif of wendesday of the arrow. then, i'm gonna add a plain black layer at the very bottom of all layers. this way, when we clean of the gif wednesday and the arrow, the background won't be transparent (if it's transparent, it might look weird.) this is how the gif looks now, and here are what my layers are looking like:

now for the gif of wednesday and the arrow, i'm gonna add a clipping mask to that layer and erase that harsh edge. here is what i have now:

now create a new layer, move it up to both gif layers (above your coloring layers) and select your paint brush tool. make sure the hardness is set to 0%, and you can change the size to whatever you want. i'm gonna use 508px! go ahead and select a color and paint it onto the upper left corner of the gif. do the same to the lower right corner of the gif, but with a different color. i now have this:

you can really leave it like that, but i'm gonna lessen the opacity just a bit to 71% and also add more of the colors. so now i have this:

blending and coloring are done! ✅ now moving onto the text! type some text and change the font to whatever you want, and set that layer's blending mode to "difference." here is what i have:

you can leave it like that, but you can also add a gradient overlay to the text, change the colors and set the mode to "multiply." this is what it looks like now:

okay, you can leave it like that if you like it! but in my elena gifset, i warped the text. you're gonna click this button at the top:

find "twist" and adjust the settings of "bend." i put +22, and this is what i have now (after adding drop shadow and an off stroke):

and you're done! for the elena set, i also added a grainy texture on top of the gif. so i'm gonna do the same to this gif, set the difference mode to "screen" and the opacity to 60%.

and that's it :') lmk if you need any more help!

[deadmunds-ghostbee]

Rambling thoughts/analyses on even more (!) stills (p.ii):

Part 1 here

11. This is a really fun picture and I’d assume it’s maybe from middle episodes? Instinct is to say its Anthony that they’re looking at bc of the happiness from Lady D, the skeptical look on Mary’s face, and nervous on Kates. Which makes Edwina’s reaction very interesting! She may be in a phase of souring on him (which makes me think it’s not super early). Hopefully she isnt mad at Kate. They could very well be looking at someone else tho! Another thing ppl have noticed is that Kate’s dress is the same fabric as her pap boat dress but the wig and jacket are different. so I don’t think it’s the same scene. In an interview Simone said Kate starts out “wanting to blend into the background” so it makes sense to reuse dresses bc we haven’t seen the same dresses on Edwina. All in all love this still. It’s so funny and their little line up of faces so charming.

12. Another great still and this one is most mysterious to me of them all! Anthony and Lady D dancing and laughing is so sweet to me also spot little greg in the background. This is a smaller party at Bridgerton house I believe and people have speculated a birthday or maybe (??) an engagement ball. Brazilian fan sources say this is ep 2 but we have no confirmation of that and it doesn’t make much sense to me because why is Anthony smiling so big? What occasion? And what sort of fallout/drama could there be so early on (see maids in the background reading whistledown and the fallout of it in the next still). Also interesting because since I think this is bridgerton house, they aren’t in the country but that’s where middle eps take place? I’d love to know when this one is so hopefully someone finds out soon. Also note the markings on the floor -- I *think* someone said it may have some cultural significance (don’t quote me on that) I don’t remember who said it or what it meant though and I can’t find the tweet. I’m interested to hear if it does have significance, what it is because it’s just interesting to know and it might be an indicator as to what type of event this is. LMK if you know once I open up my asks again! EDIT: It’s prob just paint. 

13. Okay onto the next one from the same event. See the big cake in the background. It’s a celebration of something for sure and they allow kids to be there so birthday seems like a fun idea. In this still they’re clearly dealing with the consequence of whistledown. Mary is worried and Kate is kind of still and concerned and Edwina is...spiteful. Whether she’s mad at Anthony or at Kate or the ton OR on her sister’s behalf is so interesting. Notice we haven’t seen an Anthony/Edwina interaction beyond ep 2 (that scene of them dancing in the teaser is confirmed like the second ball in the show from Charithas q and a). But we also know that Edwina/Anthony dance in the pink ball in episode 4 because we saw bts pic of them rehearsing so this shall be interesting how it plays out. Other things: they all look hot. Love Mary’s hair. Love the color of Kate’s dress. Ed and Kate have matching jewelry. 

Okay now quick commentary on some of the posters before back to stills

14. Love Kate’s dress so much. Peacock feathers and it’s the same scene is as when she’s fanning herself but that doesnt necessarily mean that’s her *actual* pall mall dress? i would say it’s most likely tho. 

15. BY FAR THE MOST INTERESTING POSTER. First off love pens dress it’s the one from episode 7 still (which i suppose can mean anything but it’s interesting they chose that one!) I love the flowers but theyre real sus to me. Does she hang out in the garden and see the bees sting/expose Kathony in whistledown? Am I just overthinking this? Lol. 

16. See Eloise’s dress from ep 7 still. Now that I think on it more I don’t think Pen or El will be present for Pall Mall. 

17. Now I’m only including this because it looks so weird. They do all the actresses so dirty when the mamas (milfs) are the most important in this show. No mary (BOOO!!) and portia looks so out of place. Netflix. Do better. 

18. Last poster bc these are the only ones that interest me. Love the heart wig. Kinda dumb that they’re keeping the pall mall balls in even her still. Also I know she’s not in front of AH here but...they’re not dragging the queen to aubrey hall just so she doesn’t miss out on the drama? That would be fuckin stupid imho. I guess QC feels isolated and also throws herself into gossip but inviting herself to the Bridgerton’s party is maybe a step drastic for her characterization. 

Okay back to stills that came out this morning bc honestly the posters are just kinda underwhelming. They don’t inspire many thoughts other than I wish they were more action oriented. like you think ppl are gonna love them and be enticed just because of the mallets? eh. They could’ve done better but s1 posters are bad too. Anyway I don’t wanna talk about the posters beyond this. 

19. Pen and Eloise in Eloise’s room! This room was featured in the Architectural Digest article but it’s unclear whether it’s her aubrey hall room or the one in bridgerton house. Did Daphne give eloise her room at the end of s1? Am I making that up? I cannot be bothered to check myself. My gut is bridgerton house tho bc Pen and El were there in ep 7 and why would they still be hanging around Aubrey hall? This goes back to the big group photo in front of Aubrey hall where my gut said Kathony were married but that didn’t make sense based on their location. Maybe they just spend time at AH in later episodes too? ANyway onto the actual still. Eloise is still wearing her dresses way up to the neck. Pen’s dress is still cute. And their faces--Pen excited el overwhelmed? Is it about the debut or about a guy (would explain the reactions) or something else entirely?

20. Love that we’ll be getting an awkward dinner party! Kate’s wearing that color again and it’s clearly at Lady D’s house bc she’s head of the table but also the red curtains. Looks like Mary’s family is there which makes me wonder what that relationship is? Is her (I assume) sister supportive? Is the husband kind? Would Lady D even invite them if they aren’t? I love that this almost confirms Mary gets an arc or at least some interesting relationships beyond the main cast to play off of. 

21. Last one. Episode 2x04 Pen looking over the pink ball (shits really gonna go down there isnt it?) I forgot to include this earlier. Oh well. Nothing to say really other than I like the idea of her overlooking everything. It alludes to the looming and seemingly all knowing presence of LW. Dress is fine wig is weird. 

I know there’s ones I haven’t analylzed like the theo sharpe one from weeks and weeks ago (nothing to say there) and some bts photos dropped today. I will say there was that Lady D + Mary photo of them in a carriage in the costumes from the big group photo in front of Aubrey Hall. So clearly Lady D and Mary are involved in whatever the Bridgertons are watching in the trailer in some way or coming up on it? Maybe they’re sharing a carriage with Kate and Edwina, maybe not. Maybe Anthony goes down the steps to greet the 4 of them or maybe he’s already with them. 

Anyway. This is tiring and i bet more still are still to come or maybe more posters? (No Daph, no solo Kathony, no mary?) They’ve also teased pall mall so much I’m surprised there isn’t a still of that. If we get episode numbers or even titles maybe I’ll do another update. 

Good luck to you for reading all this.

[doodlebloo]

Hey-! I hope you’re okay with non related dsmp questions but uh how did you make your carrd-? And how do you make a carrd in general? I’ve been wanting to make one for awhile and I’m a bit lost

OK so this is my best shot at making a little mini-tutorial of the very basics, if I missed anything feel free to lmk and I will try and clarify!

Alright so obvi the first step is to sign up for carrd.co, you'll log in and hit create new site. It will show you a bunch of templates but you'll want to click "blank canvas" and then you should see this

So at some point you will need to pick a name for your site, this is essentially the same as a tumblr url or any username, you just need to pick one that hasnt been taken yet. You can click anywhere on the screen to bring up a menu that lets you change the background to a color, a gradient, an image etc! Once you've got the background you want click the little plus sign

These are the things you can add to your carrd, there is a limit to things you can add but it's not super easy to hit so as long as your carrd isn't too ambitious you should be fine. They're all sort of self explanatory except the bottom two, container and control.

Adding a container looks like this, it's essentially just a place to put other things, like you'd add a container and then put in text, images, etc whatever you want and it'll keep them all near each other. Again you can change the color of this as well as the transparency, I'd recommend playing around with different styles to get what you want :)

Adding a control is the same as adding a new "page" to your carrd, and it looks like the above. Instead of "section01", you pick a name for the second "page" of your carrd, it can be as simple as "page2" if you want. Then anything you add under the dotted line will appear on the second page and not the "home" page. You can have several of these "pages" but each time you want to separate them you need to click "control" and name the new "page"

(I changed the background color to make it easier to see lol) So after you've added your text/images/etc to the "home" page, you'll probably want to add a button. On the left you'll see you can change what the button says, and then where it says "url", you're going to want to type "https://(whatever you named your carrd).carrd.co/#(whatever you named the page)", you've got to include the hashtag or it wont work. After that, the button should take you to the second "page"!

You can have as many pages as you need, and you could have all the buttons for the different pages on the home screen or you could make it go one at a time sort of like my carrd does. And of course you can customize all the fonts, colors, round the corners, add shadows etc, it's really fun to play around with.

This is just how I made my carrd, lots of people have cool one-page carrds using the "table" feature, there are some pretty neat tutorials on YouTube that show you step by step how they've done it :)

The cool thing about carrd is that people can't really easily access your site unless they're following a link or they just randomly typed in your site's url, so you can save the site in an unfinished state and go look at it to see if you like it, tweaking things here and there.

I think that's the basics of it, lmk if there's anything else you need help with and I will do my best! It's intimidating at first but once you get the hang of it making a carrd is really fun :)

[drspencerweed]

okay I think it was #12 from the fluff requests:

“I dedicated this nail to you when I painted them.”

so many directions this could go and if u want me to give some specific request just lmk

okay my immediate thought was spencer painting his nails spencer paint his nails spencer painting his nails so here we go 

I did this instead of doing my homework and it got longer than I wanted it too (its about 1.2k) 

----

You came into work beaming, ready to show off the nail art you had done the night before. It was a little hobby you had picked up recently, always a fan of fun colors on your nails but only more recently dabbling in the actual art side of things. Penelope had come over the night before and you had done them together. Hers were full of hearts and little kittens, while you decided to make a set that was different on each nail. One for each team member. 

“See! Yours is a little Sergio!” You said to Emily, letting her hold your hand and look closely at the black cat on your right middle finger. Of course you noticed when Spencer arrive, only a few minutes after you, but you tried not to let your attention linger too long in case Emily noticed where it was. Hiding a crush on a coworker when all of your coworkers were profilers was unendingly exhausting. 

Before you could even say anything, Spencer was peering over Emily’s shoulder. “What are you looking at?” He inquired. 

“[Y/N] did her nails.” Emily said. You blushed a little, and pointed to your left ring finger where a white thought bubble contrasted a black background. In the thought bubble was red letter ‘187′. 

“I dedicated this nail to you when I painted them.” You said quietly, praying he wouldn’t read into the fact that you happened to put his nail on your wedding finger. He leaned down to look at it close up, hands never leaving the strap of his satchel where he hadn’t even put down his bag. 

“That’s really incredible. It’s so small.” He said, amazement in his voice. 

“Thank you.” You almost whispered, hoping the blush you could feel on your cheeks wasn’t as visible as it felt. 

You thought that would be the end of it. You showed the whole team all of their nails, and everyone complimented you and really enjoyed the little personalized designs you had done. The three fingers that weren’t dedicated to team members each had small little hearts on them. (One of them was the pinky next to Spencer’s finger. Penelope wouldn’t stop teasing you for that when you had done it.) In the break room, you were stirring milk into your coffee when someone cleared their throat behind you. You turned to see Spencer standing there, playing with his fingers and clearly nervous about something. 

“Hey! What’s up?” You asked, continuing to stir your tea. He took a few steps closer to you, looking over his shoulder as if he was nervous someone would overhear. 

“Do you think-uhm. Would you want to-” He cut himself off and took a deep breath with his eyes closed, clearly gathering himself. Your heart hammered in your chest. He wasn’t going to....no. He wouldn’t. You shook the thought out of your head as soon as it came. Either way, whatever he was trying to ask you was obviously not coming easily. You took a step towards him and tilted your head. 

“Whatever it is, you can ask me Spencer.” You reassure him. 

What he said next was so rushed and jumbled that if you hadn’t been well versed in Spencer-speak, you would’ve never understood what he said. “I was thinking that maybe you could paint my nails? Because yours look really pretty and I’ve thought about it before but I always thought it was weird but you’re so good at it and-” 

“Whoa! Slow down.” You said, you reached out slowly, giving him plenty of time to pull away, and when he didn’t you grabbed his hand and his gaze snapped from the floor to you. “It’s not weird. I would love to paint your nails. You can come over tonight.” 

You rode back to your apartment together, talking about everything and nothing in the way you only could with Spencer. When you finally arrived, you let him settle on the couch while you went and got all the polishes you had. While you laid them out on your coffee table, Spencer rambled about the history of nail varnish. You couldn’t help but smile the entire time. 

You prompted him to pick a color, and he settled on a sky blue. Sitting cross-legged across from him on the couch, you pulled his hand into your lap. It was shaking slightly, and his gaze stayed on where your hands were touching. “There’s no need to be nervous, Spence.” You said, placing your other hand on top of his to try and settle the shaking. 

He scoffed. “That’s what you think.” He looked like he regretted it as soon as he said it, but you just chuckled. 

“It’s what I know. No one is going to care if your nails are blue. I promise.” You tilted you head down to catch his eye. “I never break a promise.” He smiled a little and nodded. 

“Okay. Go ahead.” He said, wiggling his fingers in your palm. You worked quickly and neatly, answering all of Spencer’s questions about how you did it so steadily, and listening to him tell you about the different chemicals that made nail polish smell like nail polish. You had forgotten how intimate painting someone else’s nails could be, your hands touching the entire time. The delicacy of holding his finger steady in between your own. If you had a crush before tonight, you were well on your way to infatuated now. His long slender fingers just did something to you, and you had never gotten the chance to study them so up close. 

When you put on the final coat on his left pinky, you were almost disappointed that it was over. Spencer had gone quiet, simply watching you work. Your tongue was sticking out of the corner of your mouth in concentration. “All done.” You said quietly, but made no moves to let go of his hand. You looked up and found his gaze was already on your face. “What do you think?” 

He didn’t even look down at his nails. “Beautiful.” You giggled, and shook your head. 

“You didn’t even look.” 

“I wasn’t talking about the nails,” he whispered. Your jaw dropped and a flush rose from your neck to your cheeks. His face froze, and he started scrambling to get off the couch, mumbling apologies. You pulled him back by the grip on his hand, and when his head turned to you he was closer than before, having shifted in his effort to get away. 

You didn’t even say anything, his face too close to resist. You moved forward and pressed your lips against his, the hand not holding his threading into his hair and holding him close to you. His soft lips molded into your own and you sighed into it. He pulled his hand from your grasp only to move both of his hands to your cheeks, holding you in place as your lips brushed over and over. When you both pulled back, you pressed your forehead against his. He let out a small laugh and brought a hand up to brush your hair out of your face. His wet fingernails got caught a bit in your hair. 

“Oh no,” He whined, pulling back to look at his hand. “I smudged it.” 

You laughed brightly, so happy you could float. “Well I have no problem doing it again if it always ends like that.” 

[bumackerman]

DEAR ADULT READERS/CREATORS,

18+ (MINORS DO NOT INTERACT)

^ see that? there is absolutely no way you missed that disclaimer if you understand the proper way to read english. but, let’s say you did miss it... here’s this message;

if you are under the age of 18, do not interact with 18+ adult accounts, or content.

there. hopefully you got the memo. if not, then i guess, one day, you’ll have the great opportunity to be featured in this brand new series of exposing, purging, and reporting minors! i mean... yay you?

disclaimer!; do not send any unnecessary hate to any of these people! it does not solve anything, and it could get you in trouble. just report, and block. thanks.

featured today, we have (drumroll please)... @/matching-with-my-demons!

warning: this post is very long!

alright, so i don’t actually know for sure if he’s necessarily a minor, but i do know that he’s been lying his age, and many, many other details about his life, leading to him getting caught by yours truly.

from this point forward, i will be reciting a briefed account of what exactly happened from a collective point of view of all of the victims involved.

I. beginning.

so, (and i think all of the people involved can agree,) this person is a flirt. automatically. just giving everyone pet names, talking about doing stuff with us, role playing with us, you know. nothing too extreme. i wasn’t suspicious of him at this point. i mean, i was sure he was 18+. to be fair, he did mention that he was 21 turning 22. why wouldn’t we believe him? he was speaking like an adult.

II. little lies & suspicion.

now, i’m not saying that this is impossible, but at multiple times during our conversations, he’d mentioned that he was was fluent in seven languages. seven. it’s not entirely impossible, but you’d think that if english wasn’t someone’s first (of many) languages, they’d have some sort of accent, right?

not only that, but he stated that he was six years old when he moved to america from japan, and he hasn’t moved since. i know, i know, yeah, cool he knows a lot of languages, and he’s a foreigner. yadda, yadda. get to the point.

he said that he was of asian descent, and that his parents were both japanese, and they lived in japan their whole lives. where the hell is he learning all of these extra languages at the young age of 21?

if japanese is his first language, we can cut out the time needed to become fluent in it. next, i’m ignoring english, as he would’ve had from the age of 6 to 21 to become fluent in it, but somehow he claimed he wasn’t? (let’s not mention the obvious fake misspellings and misunderstandings of simple words.) how on earth would he have become fluent in (at least) five other languages in middle school-high school?

OTHER LITTLE LIES N DETAILS

- he claimed that he was a 6’7, 21 year old (cis) male.

- said he was a stripper, bartender, and a sex worker (we’ll come back to that later).

- sent a picture of “his” chest, but it was 100% from google or some shit.

- (not judging anyone who does) he said that his body count was 74, but literally no one asked?

- he texted us when he “got another body” tf? we don’t care. carry on, i guess. (said he went on for like 7 rounds but... what?)

- talked about getting a vibrator stuck in his ass n his roommate had to get it out for him, but once again, nobody asked. °-°

- said he could bench 200 lbs. not impressive, just thought it was worth mentioning.

- said he had the same birthday as bakugou, which, okay.. (4/20)

- he made multiple channels in the server where he could roleplay with certain people, which, i, and a couple other people never used.

III. the voice chat.

after a while of all of us messing around, the conversation started to get heated, and some of us were teasing him, including me. we decided to get on voice chat (his idea), and he started talking into the mic. all of us were very confused, as he did not at all sound like a giant of a grown man.

but, despite this, we all warily continued, until he left the call. when he left, everyone who was participating voiced their current concerns, and laughed out our nervousness. that is, until he re-joined and everyone muted. he continued doing what he was doing until he “broke character”, stating he was a voice actor and it was hard to keep up that voice because it hurt his throat. i would’ve believed him if he didn’t sound the exact same as he did when he was “in character”.

after that, we were a lot more concerned and on edge about his identity, and i started to focus more on the shit he was telling us, hoping to find out who the fuck this person really was. i stopped interacting with him in a nsfw way, and mostly observed what he was saying, just watching from the sidelines.

II. the pictures.

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not only do the skin colors just not match up, the hands in each picture are totally different people. even if you take into account the lighting differences, the undertones should still be the same. these pictures are fake.

if you look at the fingers, you can see that the ones on the right are flatter, and shorter. if the hand on the left were to hold that phone, it would wrap all the way around the device.

from a common sense standpoint, we know that our palms are always lighter than our skin tone. the fact that the hand on the left is still darker, proves that these are different people. (not that we needed proof.)

also, if this guy is so muscular, why can he only bench 200lbs? and why is his wrist so skinny?

+ to me, the phone, (right image) and the quality of the picture, looks like a black iphone 4s. from what i can see, at least. meaning, if i’m correct, that picture is majorly outdated.

for both pictures, he flipped the image so that we wouldn’t be able to find it by just by reverse image searching. luckily, one of the people involved was able to figure that out, and told me immediately.

III. ID check.

like i said before, a lot of us were starting to get really suspicious, but at this point, i thought i was the only one that was sketched out, so i issued another ID check.

(be sure to click on the pictures. one of them is really long. also, when reading, read the date and times that messages are sent. i was trying to lighten the mood and be nice, but it was honestly so offensive that he thought i was legitimately dumb.)

so, obviously, these ID’s are fake. not only are the pictures the exact same, but the backgrounds are the same, the outfits are the same, the names are totally fake, and just, wow. i don’t really know how he thought that was gonna slip past me.

after i called both him, and @/yourmajesty-theking out, he went into his own discord and started ranting to some of the other people involved that he was freaking out because he didn’t have his ID.

remember how i said that he mentioned he was a stripper/bartender/sex worker? why the fuck don’t you have your ID on you if you claimed you were at work that day? you can’t get in without it. °-° just- everything he was saying didn’t come together cleanly. the timeline is all sorts of fucked up.

you can’t drive without an ID, how are you getting to work? you can’t get into a strip club without an ID, how are you getting in? you can’t serve alcohol without and ID, how are you a bartender? you can’t get an apartment without an ID, how are you living with a roommate?

he told us that he moved to america with his PARENTS, and somehow his grandmother is in america now? when did that happen? if you’re gonna lie, at least make it believable.

IV. conclusion.

anyway, do what you want with this information. the people in the discord all agreed that based off his voice and the evidence, that he couldn’t have been older than 15, and at most, 16.

though he hasn’t deactivated his account, the last time he was active was april 7, 2021 at 12:39am (EST) he claims he lives in cali, so i don’t know what time that is there.

thanks for reading. i’m sure i missed a lot of stuff, but for now, this is all i could put together. also, lmk if there are any spelling errors. i’m too tired to check.

like i said, if i get any hate for calling out a minor, you will be blocked/reported, and i will not hesitate to turn anons off for the time being. besides, saying dumb shit doesn’t affect me. just makes me laugh.

- bum <3